Nurse Harcourt

Jessica was keener to see James than she’d allow herself to admit. She shouldn’t feel like this, she should be calm and collected, not giddy as a schoolgirl at the thought of seeing her young lover again.

She settled on an audacious plan, a way to spend more time with James and get her plans for him off the ground in earnest. In her eagerness to please him, she’d woken up early and gone to the beauty spa for a bikini wax and a fresh manicure, although she kept the bright red nails he seemed to like so much. She dressed up for him too, wearing a long, off-white wrap-around dress with a collar and belt and split up one side that was thigh high. Coupled with killer heels and no underwear she was looking forward to simply undoing the belt and letting the dress drop to the ground in a dramatic display for him.

She waited in her car near the back of the supermarket for him at the end of his shift. She hoped that those girls who teased him would walk by and see her but as yet they’d not appeared. Then she caught sight of James and immediately she knew something was wrong.

James’ initial delight at losing his virginity in such spectacular fashion was short-lived. His meeting with Jessica should have been driving him wild with desire, but instead he was filled with dread, guilt and shame. He opened the car door and got in the passenger seat, wincing from pain as he sat down.

“James, what on earth happened?” Said Jess, tenderly holding his face in her hand.

She looked at the nasty cut on his bottom lip and the swollen bruising around his left eye, but it was the unseen injury on James’ midriff that he protected with his hand that seemed to bother him the most.

“I had an accident.”

“An accident? What sort of accident?”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Have you seen a doctor?”

“No, I’m fine.”

“You don’t look fine, please, tell me what happened.”

“My father…”

Those two words were all he could manage to say, but they were she needed to hear to understand. Then she noticed his wrist was bare.

“And he took the watch too?”

James nodded. Jessica leaned across and held him, but James winced again in pain and pulled away.

“Are you sure you don’t need to go to A&E?”

“Yes, I’ll be fine.”

“I can’t believe you went to work in this state. You should have called me, I’d have come and got you and…”

“I couldn’t, he took my phone too.”

“Jesus fucking Christ,” she yelled.

Then Jessica caught sight of the manager she’d spoken to before, he was leaving work for the day through the same staff exit James had just used.

“Well you’re not going to work tomorrow,” she said, unbuckling her seatbelt.

“What are you doing?” he asked, turning red-faced but she didn’t answer.

James watched as Jessica got out of the car of the car and approached his manager. She had that familiar stride angry customers have when they go marching up the boss. She stood there stamping her feet and waging her finger in his face as she unloaded on him. James lowered the window to try and listen to what she was saying, but he only caught a few words, like ‘duty of care’ and ‘legal proceedings’. A few minutes later she got back in the car and turned the engine on.

“Right, let's get out of here,” she said and sped off with an impressive screech of the wheels.

When they got back to her house she had him sit in the living room with his feet up and got them both a cup of tea.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

“Yes, thank you. What did you say to my manager?”

“He said he didn’t realise how badly you were injured and that you should take whatever time you need to recover.”

“Thanks, but I can’t take any time off, we don’t get sick pay.”

“As it happens, I wanted to talk to you about that. But first things first, James I’m worried about your injuries, you haven’t let go of your side. Please, let me take a look?”

He nodded, then lifted the bottom of the dark red shirt of his uniform. He tried hard not to let the pain show but Jessica saw through his efforts.

“Here, let me help,” she said, and very slowly lifted the shirt over his head.

Now it was Jessica's turn to try and hide her emotions. James had several large round bruises on the left side of his torso that were already turning a dark purple colour.

“Okay, well, erm, I suppose it could be worse. But just to be safe, I’m calling a doctor.”

“What? I don’t want to go and see a…”

“You don’t have to go anywhere, they will come here. You could have broken ribs or internal bleeding, James, please, this could be more serious than it looks.”

“Your doctor will come here, to the house?”

“Uh-huh.”

“My doctor doesn’t do that.”

“My doctor is private, not NHS. It’s wonderous what they will do if you pay them enough,” James went to protest but she put her hand up to stop him.

“No more heroics, I’m calling the doctor and that’s the end of it.” She said and got up and started tapping on her phone.

Jessica watched as the young Asian doctor put his stethoscope on James’ back and asked him to breathe in and out. In the half an hour he’d been here he’d given James a thorough check-up.

“It doesn’t look like anything is broken, it’s just badly bruised,” he said.

“I’m sorry to have bothered you,” said James meekly.

“It’s no bother, that’s what we’re here for. And besides, Miss Harcourt was right, you could have had serious injuries. Next time you have an accident go straight to A&E. I’ll write you a prescription for some anti-inflammatories that will help with the swelling around the ribs which should ease the pain. If you need painkillers just get some co-codimol over the counter. Mr Whittaker, you need a few days of bed rest and at least a week without any strenuous exercise or heavy lifting.”

“Don’t worry doctor, I’ll take good care of him,” said Jessica, smiling.

Once the doctor had left she led James upstairs, he was protesting all the way though.

When she got him to her bedroom she said, “James Whittaker, you are going to follow the doctor's orders and that is that. Now, strip off those clothes and get into bed.”

She walked out of the room and went downstairs, coming back a minute later with a bottle of water and a couple of pills. She found James in bed under the covers.

“Here, I’ve got co-codimol in my medicine cupboard,” she said handing him the pills.

He swallowed them down with a big glug of water and leaned back into the big, plump pillows.

“Now then,” she said, sliding her hand under the covers, “I think there is one more thing I need to take care of and then you can get some rest…ah yes, just as I thought.”

Jessica pulled back the covers, revealing a naked James sporting a huge hard-on.

“You just lie still and let Nurse Harcourt take care of this for you.”

Before James could say anything she carefully leaned over and took the base of his cock in her hand, then licked her lips and lowered her head slowly towards his length.

“Mmmm, I think I’m going to enjoy looking after you,” she said and took him in her mouth.

James watched as she eagerly feasted on his cock, each time she swallowed him she took a little more of him into her mouth, then pulled it out and licked it slowly from base to tip.

“Hmmm, I can’t quite get it all in, but I should be able to manage it with a little practice. Of course that’ll mean me sucking you off regularly, I don’t suppose that will be a problem, will it?”

“No, definitely not a problem.”

“Good,” she said cupping his balls, “Now let's get these emptied so you can rest. You can come in my mouth whenever you are ready, okay?”

“Okay,” he replied with a smile.

Jessica started bobbing her head up and down on his cock, taking about a third of it into her mouth each time. As she did this she stroked the base, building up the speed gradually until a minute later she was furiously wanking him off in her mouth. When she felt his balls tighten and heard him groan she knew he was ready and a second later he unloaded. She tried hard to swallow it all but he unleashed with such **** and with such a large volume of come that she was taken quite aback and took a little on her chin and cheek. She didn’t stop to wipe it though, she just carried on sucking him off until she was sure she’d milked the last drop.

Jessica reached across and grabbed a box of tissues that was on the bedside cabinet. She wiped her face then grabbed a fresh tissue and wiped James’ cock clean and then pulled the covers back over him.

“Thank you,” he said, his eyes half closed.

She leaned over and kissed his forehead.

“You’re very welcome. Now get some sleep, I’ll go and get your prescription and some supplies, I won’t be long.”

James was asleep before she’d left the room.